Aaron and I are staring through Fallingwater, Frank Lloyd Wright’s Pennsylvania masterwork. The famous house’s cantilevers stack themselves over Bear Run, the stream that runs through the house and climaxes…
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David Carlin and I, after walking along a beach in Melbourne, decrying the eroding beach, decided we would write essays in parallel, one for each letter in the alphabet. Essays…
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Place names often sound to me like incantations. If the whole world can be conjured by shapes drawn and labeled on a map, then this world is surely the result…
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DAVID MAHLER is a comic artist and filmmaker from Melbourne, Australia. His work has appeared in Voiceworks, The Lifted Brow, The Suburban Review, Cordite Poetry Review, Palooka Mag and more.…
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I don’t remember their canopies or the shape of their leaves, only their trunks. They were whorled and bulbous—disfigured like the trees painted into a fairytale’s haunted forest. But they…
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Last week will go down as the week I started sending myself text messages. Not notes in an emergency, just language at risk of becoming unmoored because its urgency could…
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Who doesn’t love a good map? Some maps, which already contain entire narratives of their own, have stuck with us for their imagined potential and concretization of some of our…